My family was very close to Ron Burton, the Patriots first pick in 1960. Easily the best human being I have ever encountered and that is no exaggeration. If everyone in the world was even half as good a person as he was, it would be a Utopia.

Had dinner with Rodney Harrison once. For being such a villain on the field, he is an extremely kind and well intentioned human being off of it. Somehow conversation drifted to his father, who he never knew, and the man just broke down. Him explaining that even in his mid-30s, his greatest dream from the day he started playing football, was for his father to meet him after the game and tell him he was proud. Yeah, it is a cliche sentiment I suppose, but damn if those honest, watering eyes didn't get me.

Working at a local hospital I encountered Vince Wilfork when his wife was giving birth. I tried to ignore him (being professional) but the guy was a perfect gentleman to the woman working at the cafe. This actually was significant to me because her English was god awful and barely a day went by that I didn't hear someone scream at her and call her names.

At that same job, I also tried to ignore Richard Seymour on the staff staircase, an impossible task for a huge dude. He noticed me, yelled at me to come to him, stared me down with "I'll have your fucking head" eyes, then just laughed, asked for a bump and thanked me for trying to respect his privacy.

Vince Wilfork is known as Snacks within our social group ever since my friends encountered him at a Sox game. He had two full trays of every kind of concession food imaginable on his lap and was double fisting sausages as my buddy tried to get by him to take a leak. Wilfork looked up, stared my friend down and said, "hey, can't you see I'm eating my snacks?" My friend was so amused with the notion that this was a snack, that he laughed and allegedly brought Vince back a hot dog.

Another friend of mine used to smoke weed at Corey Dillon's house pretty frequently. I guess he was friends with someone related to Tully Banta-Cain and the for of them would always go get high at Dillons. The first time he went though, Dillon wasn't there until after he was fairly lit. Dillon arrived and thought it would be hysterical to scream at my friend and try and freak him out. And freak out he did.

Everyone in Boston over 21 I feel has encountered Gronk out at the bars. That man likes to party. Ive only ever heard positive stories though, my favorite being from a bouncer who as I was entering was freaking out about how he just had to pass on an invite to party with Gronk. Apparently Gronk left the bar with numerous busty babes and on the way to his car, offered the bouncer an invite to join them. The bouncer passed due to the whole "job" thing to which Gronk allegedly said, "aw, that sucks bro. I have too many." before hopping in the car and driving off.

I also have a friend who works with a certain uber-Christian, retired Super Bowl QB who he insists is a self-righteous ass who makes the lives of everyone working with him miserable.

I also have a friend who works with a certain uber-Christian, retired Super Bowl QB who he insists is a self-righteous ass who makes the lives of everyone working with him miserable.

I'm gonna go ahead and jump to conclusions about the player you're talking about here and add what I've heard. My friends dad works as a bartender at a hotel where visiting NFL teams commonly stay when in town for a game. After years working there and meeting tons of players he maintains the only player who was ever a complete asshole was none other than Kurt Warner.

I was hesitant to bash a guys name based on second hand complaints, but it's interesting to hear it confirmed by another source. My buddy is a pretty easygoing guy, but my god does Warner get him fired up.